SpoonFullofJelly

  Distraction I am half way through 30 years old with only half of my list completed. Winter crept in so beautifully then snatched every ounce of energy from me for months on end. I ran from the car to house just to advoid breathing too much frost ridden air. I've seen temps as low as -40F to as high as 45F in the last 3 months. Everyone around me has been sick with all the typical nasty winter colds. I had a cold for 1 week in early March and it wasn't too bad. Light at the End of the Tunnel Now that the layers of snow are peeling back like a sweet onion, I have noticed how many months I have left to complete 30 While 30. I have completed nearly 18 tasks so far. With another 12 left on the list, I am trying to make plans to get them done. I noticed that most of the tasks left require money of some sort. How did I manage to do all the free stuff first? Hummm, none-the-less, I must stay on task. Groupon just posted a discount tandem sky-dive adventure. Perhaps I should...

Our first marital trial is upon Mr. Mind and I. It hit us hard and fast. We had a small clue that things were going to get tough with infertility, but we had no clue how tough. There was plenty of self-blame and hurt; balled up fists and gritted teeth, but all was done alone. We never shared a thing with one another. Then one day, we had to give an another couple a ride and the wife was pregnant. Her comment about how it shocked them and had to tell her parents because they needed to know what to do next; brought about deep anger in Mr. Mind and I. We kept quiet all evening until we were alone and it all came pouring out. We both got to see how hurt, disappointed and angry we were. We just cried together.  Speed forward a month and our pastor thought it was a wonderful idea to share in front of 8 other people that we asked for special prayer for infertility. I instantly grew mad, how dare he! Showcasing someone's else's pain is beyond rude. However, when I looked over at M...